........ever again." Then thinking to himself how he could wrest that Road Runner away from me. "Better check on it, son." I parted the curtains. Reli...ved to find it present and accounted for. Then checked again to make sure I wasn't just imagining it being out there."Call her!" No. I'm not calling this close to the end. It's the home stretch. I'm clean. I ain't called and I ain't whacked it. And that Road Runner is still out there."Fuck me, I checked it one more time."I have nobody to talk to.. "Hmmmm, so strong", she said. I laid her on the bed and ripped open the shirt letting the buttons fly everywhere. I was right on top of her kissing her lips and sucking her soft neck, listening to her sweet moaning and a bit of laughter. My tongue began exploring the rest of her body starting with her tits. I sucked on those hard nipples. I wanted to suck them dry. I wanted to taste them all day long. Soon my tongue went. She was the one who would console me when we lost and who would celebrate with me when we won. I don’t think that my parents even knew that I played baseball. She was at my kindergarten graduation, my elementary school graduation and my high school graduation. My grandparents would also be there, my parents were just too busy, or were out of town. They would always throw a graduation party for me as soon after the event as was convenient for them. These would be gala affairs, all of their. My mom replied that initially after marriage , her SIL had adviced her to apply castor oil & sleep. Now, i am used to it & not using oil any more. She asked my mom whether she enjoys the session. My mom replied yes, even though i act as though am refusing it, since i think this is one way of controlling him & make him dance to my tunes, for which he has not budged so far .His fucking makes me to wet too much and enjoy secretly , even though i show disinterest in front of him . For this he.